[Han Zhang] One thought

11.

After sending off Zhang's parents, Han Wenqing began to run to his parents' house every weekend as he said, and continued to carry out the "tug of war" for more than ten years.Zhang Xinjie didn't bother to ask how he and his parents were doing. He was already packing his things and preparing to go to City B to prepare for the exam.

With the help of his father's former classmate Professor Xu, he managed to rent a relatively quiet one-bedroom apartment near the university in city B, and even got a temporary campus card for the university in city B, which allowed him to go to the university. Go to the library for self-study——For Zhang Xinjie, the current situation can be said that everything is ready, and he only owes the wind.

A few days before leaving for City B, Tyranny's current captain Song Qiying unexpectedly visited him.

This meeting seemed to be beyond Zhang Xinjie's expectations. He and Song Qiying sat face to face on the sofa in the living room of Han Wenqing's house, and neither of them spoke first.

"You don't have to be so restrained? This is not the club's conference room."

Han Wenqing brought out three cups of tea and said to the two of them.

Zhang Xinjie nodded and looked at Song Qiying: "Why are you here when you have time?"

"I..." Song Qiying raised his head, as if he was still considering his words, "I heard that you are going to City B, so I came to say goodbye to you."

"It's not like I'm not coming back..." Zhang Xinjie couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and then suddenly realized, "Do you have something to tell me?"

"I……"

A trace of hesitation appeared on Song Qiying's face, Han Wenqing patted him on the shoulder, and added: "If you want to say something, say it now, or you'll have to wait half a year—maybe more than half a year."

After finishing speaking, Han Wenqing got up and went to the kitchen, leaving the two of them in the living room, but Song Qiying still had a reserved look, as if affected by the strange situation at present, and the new captain who had long been able to take charge of his own affairs unexpectedly also He hesitated.

"About Tyranny?"

Song Qiying raised his head and looked at Zhang Xinjie, but the other party just shook his head lightly: "If it's about Tyranny, then you don't need to ask me, everything I've done for Tyranny has come to an end. , now it's time for you to make up your own mind."

"I just want to know if my decision was the right one."

"What decision?"

"It's about the pre-season signings. I think Tyranny should rely more on himself to rebuild, but the Korean team doesn't seem to think so..."

"What do you care about him?" Zhang Xinjie suddenly interrupted. Song Qiying was startled by this sudden sentence, and stared at Zhang Xinjie in a daze, unable to speak for a while.

"I don't think there is any difference between right and wrong in your point of view. All roads lead to Rome. As long as the goals are the same and you don't make low-level mistakes, you can always achieve it—it's just that some roads may be more twists and turns. It doesn't matter, as long as you understand it yourself and are willing to bear it."

Song Qiying still looked a little dazed, but Zhang Xinjie had already stood up, walked up to him, and gently patted the top of his head: "You can think about it slowly, don't rush to give me an answer—sit down and drink first." A cup of tea, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look, you can stay and eat later."

Song Qiying was left alone in the living room just like that, and Zhang Xinjie seemed to give him time to think, so he didn't come back for a long time.It was also difficult for him to guess what Tyranny's previous two captains were up to in the kitchen, and he was so disturbed that he couldn't think about any serious matters, so he simply looked around and took a look at the surrounding environment.

The living room is decorated in a very simple and rude way, except for the necessary furniture and electrical appliances, there are almost no redundant furnishings; the windows are opened very large, and because of the high floor, you can see the sea from the window all the way, and the emptiness in front of you On the dining table by the window, a pot of dripping water Guanyin was planted upside down, looking flourishing; a stack of magazines and a photo frame were placed on the low cabinet next to the sofa, and Song Qiying moved there curiously. , but found that the photo frame contained a photo of Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie. He was suddenly taken aback, and quickly moved back to his seat.

It was strange, he had known about the relationship between the former two captains early on, but now he felt uncomfortable as if he had broken some secret.

Fortunately, Zhang Xinjie came back not long after, and brought the message "Dinner is ready". At the same time, the aroma of the food overflowed from the kitchen and filled the whole room, which also made Song Qiying relax a lot.

The three of them chatted casually at the dinner table—Song Qiying was obviously very curious about Zhang Xinjie's academic plan, and couldn't help asking questions, and Zhang Xinjie answered them patiently. generally.

Gradually, Song Qiying also felt a sense of timelessness, as if the passage of time these years had left no traces on Zhang Xinjie, but he and Tyranny had changed drastically.

In the days to come, Zhang Xinjie has completely retired. According to the management, Han Wenqing will also gradually fade out of Tyranny's team development plan, and gradually turn to business management and training camp work. He will usher in an unprecedented alone battle ——This is a situation that he has never encountered before and must face.

Fortunately, Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie sent him here from the previous crossroads of fate, and at the next crossroads, he will go alone.

After the meal, Han Wenqing insisted on driving Song Qiying back to the club. In the car, the two of them were silent for a while. It was only when there were only three crossroads away from the Tyranny Club that Song Qiying slowly looked at the club. He turned to Han Wenqing and said, "Captain—"

"I'm not your captain."

"Well, senior..." Song Qiying changed his words awkwardly, "Do you think Tyranny can rebuild with his own strength?"

"Yes, it's just a matter of time." Han Wenqing still held the steering wheel firmly, and glanced at him, "You know, I tend to rush things, but that's just my problem. As long as you are willing to endure, things will always work out." There will be a day when it will come to fruition.”

Song Qiying stopped talking, Han Wenqing's explanation was almost the same as Zhang Xinjie's - they had done everything they could for Tyranny, and the next journey should be borne by themselves.

Tyranny's players will never lack the courage to "move forward".

In the end, the car parked steadily downstairs of the Tyranny Club. After watching Song Qiying enter the building, Han Wenqing started the car. Just as he was about to step on the accelerator, he saw something unusual coming from the flower bed beside him. change.

Sometimes, people's curiosity is always baseless. Han Wenqing turned off the engine, and carefully got out of the car to inspect it, only to find a black hair ball curled up in the flower bed, and shrank as soon as he stretched out his hand to touch it. .Han Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and with a sudden heart, he grabbed it out, only to find that it was a milk cat with a pitch-black body.

The little black cat stared into dark green eyes, bared its teeth at Han Wenqing, and let out a howling sound, its milky voice was quite fierce.

Han Wenqing and the cat stared at each other. After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed it and got into the car, closed the door, started the car again, and went straight to the nearest pet hospital.

The unfamiliar environment and the sound of the engine seemed to have frightened the little guy. It grabbed Han Wenqing's palm tightly and started to gnaw his fingers.

Naturally, the biting of the milk cat is not very powerful, but Han Wenqing was so tormented by it that he couldn't concentrate at all. He wanted to put it in his pocket, but he was afraid of squeezing it, so he had to take it half-handled and half-grasped. In his hand, holding the steering wheel with one hand, he made it all the way to the pet hospital.

There was nothing wrong with it after inspection, but Han Wenqing couldn't bear to put it back in the flower bed. After thinking about it for a while, he took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the kitten, and sent it to Zhang Xinjie on WeChat, along with a question He asked, "Can I bring it back to raise?"

Han Wenqing held the kitten and sat on the bench of the pet hospital for a long time before he saw a "OK" message from the other side.

The kitten lay comfortably in Han Wenqing's hand all the way, and when he entered the house, he called Zhang Xinjie over with a "meow meow".Zhang Xinjie looked carefully at the cat in Han Wenqing's hand, as if he wanted to take it but dared not touch it.

"Where did the cat come from?"

"I picked it up downstairs in the club."

"Why not give it to the manager?" In Zhang Xinjie's impression, Tyranny's manager had raised a Sanhua, who happened to be able to keep this kitten as a companion.

"Well...it's the same for me."

Zhang Xinjie was startled, and nodded lightly: "That's fine, after I go to City B, it can still accompany you."

Han Wenqing glared resentfully at Zhang Xinjie, who said, "Which pot is not open and which pot is lifted", but the other party just continued to look at the kitten as if nothing had happened, and asked without raising his head, "What's the name of this cat?"

"I didn't think about it...just call it briquettes."

"Ah?" Zhang Xinjie raised his head in surprise, "Aren't you too careless?"

"What's wrong with calling it a briquette?" Han Wenqing argued, "Look at it, it's all black, doesn't it just look like a briquette?"

"Whatever you want," Zhang Xinjie shrugged helplessly, and made a harmless joke, "Anyway, it's you who lives with it."

"This is all a mess," Han Wenqing was speechless for a while, "You mean you won't come back?"

"I didn't say that—you don't make excuses."

"you really……"

Han Wenqing was so angry that he was speechless, but Zhang Xinjie calmly spread his hand and pointed to the cat in Han Wenqing's hand: "It barks so fiercely, it must be hungry—have you bought cat food?"

"I bought kitten food, as well as goat milk powder...Let's let it drink some milk powder first. The doctor said that it can't digest well now and can't eat hard things."

"Did you take it to the doctor? Was it vaccinated?"

"Not yet, wait until it recovers a bit before going to fight."

"Then I'll take it to fight before I leave."

"Farewell, you concentrate on packing your things, and I'll just take it with me."

"I don't have anything to bring... just a few pieces of clothing and some review materials, winter clothes and bedding, please pack them up and mail them to me."

"Okay, you can make up your own mind."

"Well, then you can have a good time with it." Zhang Xinjie finally bravely stretched out his hand and touched the top of the kitten's head, in exchange for a weak paw from the kitten.

Han Wenqing was dumbfounded by his "divorce declaration"-like tone, and rolled his eyes at him: "If you have the ability, don't come back when you go to City B."

Zhang Xinjie couldn't help laughing, his eyes narrowed: "I'm not capable.

TBC